I'm surrounded by ghosts.
I feel their presence like a cold, damp breeze;
It chills me to the bone,
Settles deep under my skin.

I'm surrounded by ghosts.
I hear their sighs like soft whispers;
It stirs old memories,
Thoughts I try to forget.

I'm surrounded by ghosts.
I taste their kisses like cigarettes, gum, and *****;
It makes my mouth water,
My lips tingle.

I'm surrounded by ghosts.
I smell them, like cologne and musk;
It smells like long sessions in bed,
Sweat dripping on me.

I'm surrounded by ghosts.
I see their faces like masks in the crowd;
It's impossible to run,
Haunted by the past.